"Since there's nothing else, let's go inside and have dinner!"
Yan Ruoxi stood up, reached out to take Xiaoli's arm, and walked indoors together. Xiaoli started walking, but her mind was on meeting Niu Hui the next day.
Yan Ruoxi saw her full of thoughts but unwilling to confide, and could only sigh helplessly in her heart. She knew that she had missed more than twenty years of maternal love for Xiaoli, and now it was impossible for her to confide everything.
As they stepped into the dining room, Xiaoli was about to sit down when Sister Wang came out with a dish and met her face-to-face, "Uh... Miss..."
Xiaoli instinctively furrowed her brow, and Sister Wang shrank back a bit fearfully, sidestepping her to place the dish on the dining table.
The subtle expression on Sister Wang's face was caught by Yan Ruoxi, who frowned slightly but said nothing.
